For Valentine's Day, I'm gonna come clean. I have a big Crush. Not the Leave Your Husband and Kids Become the Talk of the PTO Crush, as that would be too predictable and boring. Requires far too much energy and planning for my ADD addled self.
No, my crush is cerebral. More the " Wow! That's sooo cool! I wanna be her friend!" Not a "special" friend, but the Let's Trade Books and MP3's and Drink Martinis from Coffee Cups buddy.
I first read Jincy Willett a few years ago. Her voice is snarky clear with impeccable characterizations and delicious, elegant plot twists. The cherry on top is Ms. Willett's contributions to McSweeney's. Yeah, I'm a fan. I promise not to stalk. The Writing Class should be prerequisite for claiming, " I am a writer." Really? Wonder what Jincy's rejoinder would be?
The Jincy library is not permitted to circulate amongst my associates. They can have all the Oprah yawners and NYT smash hits. I keep Jincy to myself. Bonus: Ms. Willett authored a NYT Book review of Elizabeth Stuckey-French's The Revenge of the Radioactive Lady, this week. May have to add Ms. Stuckey-French to the list.
After Ms. Willett, my next not so secret crush is Hollis Gillespie. Monogamy is over rated. Once upon a time, I was introduced to the Ms. Gillespsie's work by Sista' Carrie. Bleachy Haired Honky Bitch; Confessions of a Recovering Slut; and Trailer Trashed also inhabit the hallowed Thou Shalt Not Lend shelf, alarmed and enclosed in a veil of razor wire.
If I could write even an itty bity, teeny tiny fraction as well as these ladies, I'd consider that a success.
So, what's on your Thou Shalt Not Lend Shelf?
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